You Got a Friend

You Got A Friend - The Failed Gig

JOHN's POV

"Paul you have never had this much trouble!" his mother hugged Paul, who was suffering from stage fright. Of all the times to get stage fright.

"We're on in a few minutes, Paul. Cant you just relax? Its just the same as you've done anywhere else." Brian raised his arms.

Paul was trembling in his mother's arms and looked up at Brian then dug his face into Mrs. McCartney's shoulder. She picked him up and held him. 

"Paul, we'll be up there with ya." Ringo tried to comfort him. I really had know idea what to say, or do. So i just waited with my guitar. I heard applauding from outside the curtain and then a tall man came out smiling. 

"You all are up now."

"Alright. John go on their and introduce yourself. We'll do this one at a time, say a few jokes or something."

"What?" I looked at Brian. Me? Telling jokes out there. No i cant talk to them...not alone. I didn't want everyone to know how i felt so i nodded and went out there.

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"Paulie, come on." Mary looked at him. 

"He needs to go out there whether he's ready or not. I cant have it failing." Brian said, as George walked out there.

"Paul you just go out there and play."

"Brian." They heard a whisper from the curtains. George had his head poking out.

"What?"

"I need to go." He said.

Brian sighed and rubbed his head. "Alright. Go. But hurry."

George nodded and ran to the restroom.

Mary put Paul down, but Paul didn't let her go. "You need to go out there, Paul. This is your big night."

"Just like any other." Paul pouted, his voice a bit shaky.

"Yeah and why are you scared now out of all other nights?"

"Brian! Wheres GEorge?" John said from the curtains.

Brian mumbled something then grabbed Paul's hand and dragged him on stage. 

"No...no i dont-" Paul tried to pull away, but was on stage before he could escape. He looked out on the crowd and began to sweat. John put a hand on Paul's backa nd pushed him to his spot. 

George came running back and put his guitar on. "Ready John." He said.

John nodded then looked at Paul. Who was just staring wide eyed off stage. 

"Oh i forgot to introduce to you our bassist!" John laughed and slapped Paul's back, giving him a start. "Paul McCartney on Bass! Give him an applause!" 

Everyone clapped then John whispered to Paul quickly, "Get over it Paul or else your in for it. Your number first."

"Which one is that?" Paul asked.

"You know."

Paul shook his head.

"I Saw Her Standing There."

"Oh!" Paul nodded then turned to the mic. 

"Announce it." John pointed to the mic then walked away.

"Uh, i...the...we...we are doing a song...called....called, uh, I Saw Her Standing There." Paul let out. He looked uneasily at John. 

John looked at him as if waiting for something. He moved his lips but Paul couldn't understand him.